The space we occupy is almost insignificant, if we really think about it. We are like tiny grains of sand, like a single drop of water, in the countless oceans of deserts that compose our cities and our worlds. In that tiny space, we are random leaves, flying or grounded. We cross each other’s paths almost imperceptibly, completely invisible in each other’s eyes. Until that one person that cuts right through it all, and finds our beating hearts with just one look.
Published by Sarah Frances Dias
I am an artist and an architect, currently pursuing my PhD in Architecture at the Faculty of Architecture of Lisbon, with the theme of 'Significance and Meaning in Art: Architecture and Painting'. When I am not researching and reading, I am in my studio painting... which is most of the time. In the in-between I am drawing, sketching, writing, thinking, running or finding inspiration out there in the world. I am in love with all things creative and fulled by a desire for an emotionally purposeful and soulful kind of existence. View all posts by Sarah Frances Dias